"He's not really my boyfriend." But what was he?"Well whatever he is, I want ALL the secrets to get one of my own. I could use a new car and clothes and shoes." She laughed as she turned on the radio. "Are we going to your place or?"
"Um kind of." We were going to Harrys. All my things were there plus we could be alone.
We listened to old disney songs and sang along. I tried my best to seem happy and cheerful but I really felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders.
"Holy shit." Bella said as we pulled into the gate. "You fucking live here?! I thought you said a small flat? This is NOT my definition of small."
"This is Harrys place, he's gone for a couple weeks so I've been staying here." I pulled into the garage and cut off the engine. Bella looked around with eyes as big as saucers.
"Theres gotta be at least 10 cars in here." She climbed out slowly, taking in everything. Actually he owns more but we'll stick to 10. "How fucking rich is this guy?" I gave a nervous laugh.
I put in the code quickly while Bella was distracted with a black Audi.
"Come inside." I kicked off my shoes near the door. Harry always walks around with his shoes on and it completely weirds me out. "Just take off your shoes here."
"Oh my fucking God, again, HOW RICH IS HE?! I thought he had some money, maybe inheritance. I'm not trying to pry but fuck!" She looked around with big eyes again.
"Yeah it's pretty crazy honestly." I never take the time to think about all the shit Harry has. I did the first time I saw everything but now it's just, how Harry is.
"Sorry I've just never really been in a house this amazing. Its just all so cool." She sat down next to me.
"Yeah, it is." I laughed.
"So, what did you wanna talk about?" I sighed.
"I've just been having a hard two weeks, everything is finally settling in and taking its toll on me. Everything with my life is changing and has been since I moved here. Add in Harry and his drama, it's just a lot." I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. My whole life has done a 360.
"What do you mean exactly? I know you moved here from the states but it can't be that much of a difference." Do I tell her? I don't want her to run in the other direction or use it against me.
"Well, Harry's...job is what's making everything harder. It just comes with so much extra weight. Harry comes with so much extra weight. He says one thing and later says the complete opposite. It's like he's bipolar. Being with him, whatever we are, just comes with a lot of extra baggage I wasn't ready for." My hands were clammy and Bella was starring at me unsure of what to say.
"Well, I know baggage and you just have to accept it or move on. People can't help what they've got on their shoulders. What is Harrys job if you don't mind me asking?" I looked down and messed with my nail beds. "If you're not comfortable telling me then thats okay."
"I want to tell you, I do but its just not something I think you want to hear."
"I have to go pee, so while I do that, you decide what you wanna tell me. Where's the bathroom?"
"Oh if you go upstairs theres like 3 in each of the guest rooms." She stood and walked up the stairs.
I laid back on the couch and grabbed a pillow to hug to my chest. It smelled faintly of Harrys cologne but no hint of the mint in his mouth. He's been gone a whole day and I have to admit, I do kinda miss him. The way he smiles, the way he drives, the smell after he's just showered.
I laid there another few minutes thinking about Harry and what I should tell Bella. Where was she? Is it rude if I go look for her? I'll just nonchalantly go to Harrys room to change, leggings and a t shirt would be great right now anyway. I walked to the top of the stairs and all the doors were closed, maybe she went to the bathroom and likes extra privacy? I opened Harrys door and walked towards the closet.
"What are you doing in her?" Bella was facing Harry's dresser drawers, her back to me. "Bella, why are you in Harry's closet?" I reached her shoulder and she spun around.
"Don't fucking move." She had a gun drawn on me. I flung my hands up, dropping my phone on the ground. "Back up. Now." I did exactly as she said and walked backwards until my calfs hit the bed.
"What's going on? What are you doing?" I so confused. Small, petite Bella who still has Twilight posters hanging in her room was pointing a gun at my head.
"Give me your wrist." She took two shoe laces and tied them around my wrist.
"Bella why are you doing this? I don't understand?" I felt tears stinging my eyes but I wouldn't look weak. Confused but not weak.
She held the gun in one hand and her phone in the other. "Yeah I sent you my location, be here in 20 minutes."
"You're probably wondering a lot but I'll keep it brief. Harry has something my Dad needs, something he took from him. I moved into town hoping to snatch Harry up myself but that part was already taken. So next best option? Befriend the drug dealers stupid girlfriend. You were so quick to trust me, you were so quick to trust all of us. Harry, his friends, you don't know them or me. Yet here you are, inviting ME into his house, weird your staying with a guy you've known maybe 2 weeks. Maybe it's because your parents were killed, maybe it's because your an air head. Until Harry gives my Dad what he wants, Harrys precious little toy isn't gonna be home waiting for him." She put on a fake pout followed by a laugh.
She was right. I was so quick to trust them all, Harry, Eleanor, Bella. I was practically living with Harry after 2 weeks and knowing he's a gangster. What was I thinking? Is it because of my parents? I felt my cheek sting, Bella had slapped me.
"Answer when I talk to you. Now, what is the code to open the gate?"
"I have no id- " Another slap.
"Don't lie to me, the gate opened when we got here."
"Exactly. The gate opened. Harry never told me how or what the gate code was." If we couldn't leave then Bella couldn't kidnap me and hold me for ransom. "If you try to break the gate down then the alarm system will trigger, leaving both of us locked in until Harry gets here. Even the code won't open the doors, trust me, I've done it." I haven't and had no idea if it was true but I needed to stall until I COULD trigger the alarm. Someone had to come?

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A Good Boy in Disguise
Teen FictionI look down and there it was. My shirt was now soaked, all I could think about was how. How could this happen to me. I actually knew how, he did this to me. My head was starting to go foggy and my hand was covered in blood. His green eyes never left...